- so blow a kiss / on my lips / so i can say~ that i'm over you // so i can pretend i'm over you // blow a kiss, dear god give me some closure
- the road to nowhere // i walk slowly, blindly forwards down this path / im so scared, so hurt, my heart is so tender / but the light at the end of the line looks so warm
- you look like love
- words like yours
- my kiss is a question mark, what will you answer?
- that's what magic is - breaking things and putting them back together.
- if i cant get drunk on you i'll get drunk without you
- i built myself around your walls and crumbled when you left
- at what point do bad habits become addictions
- pain means you're alive. "so does love. you don't need to hurt all the time"
- you feel alone in a crowd so you push people away and call/pretend it's a choice
- i'm just not a fan of blind overzealous patriotism
- my body/appearance/existece isn't a political statement
- gay = happy (so why are so many of us like this)
- Topic: stigma towards mental health, families / “it gets better” doesn’t mean anything anymore, it’s empty and hollow, an echo of words already worn out. / So what if it gets better? It’s bad now. Tough it out. / There’s this stigma, we whisper our problems disappear dissipate like smoke, but this is a matter that cannot be destroyed by thinly veiled masks // I’d just be another name on a never ending list, just another hashtag trending worldwide for a day, just another broken body wasting away. // Clinically depressed but “i love everything so much i never want to forget” // Colours fade from perfect paintings, things stray from schemas,
- do you understand that im in love with you // are you aware that i;m in love with you
- I thought this was a fairy tale. / I thought life was a story, perfectly told. / I thought everyone had happy endings. / Call it a trope, a stereotype, Clichéd to say, / That you can’t judge a book by its cover. // More than sad stories, sad souls, warning signs grown old, lessons left behind to be told. / More than cried to sleep, more than self-control, more than fever dreams uncoiled. / More than healing scars, more than fall aparts, more than what you’ve deduced, reduced to. / More than what you want to believe.
- i could love you for the rest of my life
- home is the people who make you who you are
- somehow it hurts more/ to feel your soft palm/ strike me down
- people can be warm. / people can be soft and warm and so full of love it hurts and spills them open
- where i once felt everything i feel nothing at all / nothing left but the memories you gave me
- you turn yourself apathetic / you dont want to hurt, / i wish i were numb.
- these are the words you use to hurt yourself
- i want to believe in the good of the world / despite everything
- it comes in waves and i want to drown
- the 7-letter word // you took a part of me with you when you died / and you left a whole lot of you behind
- i am more / and maybe neither of us know what we want but we (know we) want it so bad
- i want to find a woman who makes me feel like more than myself
- You’re not okay, i’m not okay either. But i’m okay in all ways that you’re not.
- i’m filled with so many words i think i might explode
- you are not a sad story
- Look at all these broken things
- look how pretty the world is without you
- i'm tired of being a body
dec 5 2018 ∞
may 27 2020 +